the poems from the heart.

lines ★

TW : self harm

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I was going to cut myself

I sat in the bath, boiling hot.

I had vented about some things

and three people saved me

from myself.

two girls, and a guy.

my family, although we aren't blood.

I got messages from them.

they told me I was loved.

that they cared.

I looked at the blades.

and I didn't want to.

the urge was gone.

and for a moment?

I was happy.

my blood stayed in my veins,

and those three stayed in my heart.